Legacy of the Dark Sage
When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
The Tower
The moment Kyran stepped through the portal, he felt a similar sensation whenever he warped. It was not only concerning but downright puzzling.
The portal, as he understood it, was a more sophisticated transportation array created by the Ancients. Yet, the magic energy that circulated within it was eerily similar to Void magic.
If one analyzed this with an open mind, the idea of the Ancients using Void magic was unsurprising. Others might even consider it as a given, especially since they succeeded in creating the Void core. One could say that they would not have succeeded in its creation if they were unfamiliar with it. Thus, it was not farfetched to think that the Ancients' innate magic was Void magic.